Ceo Galak That's My Husband Candidate

20 S3: Love's Romance Plan 1

James stepped back into the club to take care of the mess that had been done by Davien before.

He took out a few pieces of money and gave them to the waiter to clean up all the items scattered on the floor.

While on the other hand Davien looked increasingly agitated, his hand moved to grab his phone and tried to contact Roland to stop what the man was going to do, but unfortunately the number could not be contacted.

Davien snorted in annoyance, his eyes staring intently forward. One hand squeezed the steering wheel of the car firmly. Wanted to contact Bunga but Davien did not keep the number.

"Damn it!!!" he cursed with annoyance. Davien slammed his phone to the other side and scattered it down there.

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"So after your grandmother died you lived alone?" Roland who was sitting across the table was seen slicing the steak into small pieces. Afterwards take the steak of Flowers and exchange it for hers.

"Eat" he said later.

"M, yes, I live alone." The flower grabbed a fork to help her take the steak slowly.

"Calm down, now I'm here. I guarantee you won't feel lonely anymore. I can just take you out for dinner now, my job is a lot and, 'cause just think of this as my apology because yesterday I cancelled my appointment to ask you out" Roland grabbed a glass, sipping a little of his drink and putting it back.

"No need to apologize. This dinner is also too much for me, you do not need to take me to a luxurious place like this anymore" his smile looks bitter, bitter, Flowers felt uneasy when they realized that Roland's gaze began to look at each inch until it was glued to the current part of his chest.

The flower lowered its head then grabbed the nape of the neck using its hands, trying to cover the chest from the sight of its eyes.

Even though the evening flower was not wearing a dress, he only wore a shirt suit with a tunggi neck piece that covered the full part there. It is not open but a white and tight shirt that makes it look sexy because on the chest to make Roland's view always directed in that direction.

Roland cleared his senses, averted his eyes and said to melt the atmosphere after learning that the Flower was uncomfortable.

"May I ask you something??"

Flowers were silent for a moment. Digesting Roland's words would likely affect other things and be more intimate. The woman smiled thinly.

"Anything. You can ask me"

Roland placed the spoon and fork on the right side and the left side of his plate. Linking all his fingers together on the table.

"I heard rumors about you in the office" Roland momentarily stopped talking, he tried to meet the change in expression on Flower's face. The woman is now seen silent, hands that were originally busy random shuffling cuttings are now seen still glued.

"I believe that the rumors are not true"

Flowers instantly lifted his face. His eyes sparkled when he found out that someone was on his side.

"But, , do you actually have a special relationship with Pres Dir?"

"No!" he said it quickly. The flower let out a long sigh, neutralizing his feelings.

"Pres Dir and I have no relationship whatsoever" he said.

A wide smile habituated his lips when he heard the explanation from the Flower.

"Forget it, 'today I have a birthday. So I don't want you to be sad. I have something for you too"

"What?, you celebrate years but you want to give me something?" his forehead is finely wrinkled. Still trying hard to figure out what Roland said.

"I should have given you the gift"

"Maybe it's for someone else, but for me it doesn't happen. I'll give you a gift!" Roland looked at her fixedly. While his hand reached for the glass and then finished the rest of the drink.

"You don't have to do this Roland, tonight is too fancy for me"

"You can't refuse it, because I will force you to accept the gift!" Roland stood up from the chair. Walk to the other side to approach the Flower.

"Follow with me" Roland pointed his hand at the Flower. Raising both eyebrows when asking the woman to welcome her hand.

The flower was confused, feeling uneasy when Roland was acting a little strangely uncharacteristically. Moreover, when looking at the gaze of his eyes as seen to store a desire.

"Bunga believe me, , come with me"

Flowers felt bad when she refused, she stood up. Doubtfully moving his hand reached for his hand.

The man smiled, clasped Flower's hand and took her step out of the restaurant.

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His gaze probed around when Roland stopped his car in the percussion yard of a hotel.

"Why are we here?" his forehead is finely wrinkled. His eyes looked at Roland question markingly.

"I have to take that gift in my room" Roland stepped down. Walk towards the other side then open the door for Flowers.

"Come with me" Roland seemed to be filled with mystery.

Of course, the flower does not directly obey his wishes. The woman was uncomfortable with her presence there. Still keep thinking and weighing whether to follow Rolanda or not

"It's too late, too. Me"

"Come flowers, it's my birthday. This time alone follow all my wishes" he said in a pleading tone. Showing a clear face to the flower to let the woman melt.

"But Roland"

"This time alone" Roland cut off the conversation.

Bunga felt unsure, it was just that he did not feel good about Roland because he had been doing good to him all along.

"But, , not for long, right?" unsuspecting, the flower grabbed his hand and stepped down.

"Just pick up the gift, upstairs" Roland said as he raised his hand pointing upward.

"After that I will take you home" he said calmly.

Roland led the Flower to take him step towards the lobby door. The look on his face became more restless when he went inside along with a man. Even more so when some people were looking, staring at him.

I don't know what they think but the Nerasa flower is not exactly the view they are looking at him.

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The elevator door opened, Roland nailed his steps as Bunga released his hand. The man looked.

"Why?" said later. Roland could see a hint of fear on the woman's face.

"Mm, , you can walk first. I'll follow you from behind" Flowers avoided her eyes. Right now the Flower is in a very squashed position. Wanting to subtly reject Roland's kindness but he wasn't until the heart spoke. The little flower followed

Until finally both pairs of eyes were fixed to a black door that stood firmly in front of him.

Roland aimed a card towards the small machine located in the middle of the door. After that the door opens automatically.

"Come in," Roland moved his body slightly tilted as he begged Flowers to cook into the room.

The flower was silent, gulping down its saliva with difficulty.

"Ee, how about I just wait here" Flowers grew more and more frightened and restless. Because of this the man's gaze was staring at his body.

"Just calm down" his eyes had once observed every curve of his body, but now Roland finally turned his gaze towards the inside of the room when Flower caught him.

The room was still dark, but after Roland put the room access card into the small machine installed on one of the walls near the door, the lights on each side of the room then lit up.

The flowers slowly entered the room. He walked up to a table and stood there. His chest was pounding uncontrollably, the look on his face was increasingly nervous and agitated. Even more so when his gaze was fixed towards a large bed.

"Wait a minute here. You can sit on the sofa first" Without any guilt Roland opened his shirt in front of Flowers.

The woman turned her eyes in the other direction.

"I'll clean my body for a while, and then I'll get you that gift".

His chest was exposed before his eyes. Flowers looked down hoping Roland would rush into the bathroom.

Chequek!!

Hearing the sound of the door closing from the direction of the bathroom, Bunga closed his eyes tightly. He was silent trying to calm himself.

Flowers could hear the sound of water gurgling from inside. His eyes were wide open, realizing that he was in a room with only one man.

The flower realized that it shouldn't be there. Previously, Bunga had sat on the sofa before he finally stood up. His eyes probed towards the bathroom door.

Flowers look confused while walking back and forth and biting the tip of his thumb nail.

"This isn't true Flower!, , you have to get out of here! why would he try to take you to a hotel??, yes abuuun why would I feel uncomfortable like this!!"

Flowers had stepped towards the door, but her body was my grass when the bathroom door opened from the inside.

Roland was wearing a white kimono towel with a rope wrapped around his waist.

"Why Flowers??, , would you like to take a shower too?"

His chest was pounding increasingly, his body was trembling in fear.

"What's wrong with you?" Roland approached her, but the man was surprised when Bunga stepped back with a watchful look towards him.

"flower???" his forehead is finely wrinkled.

"Sorry Roland, I shouldn't be here. But I'm sorry I have to leave" Flowers left, but Roland prevented her by putting the body of the Flower into her arms.

"Roll!!" Flowers look at him sharply. Both of his hands were in the middle of his chest while trying to hold Roland down while he was holding him.